[ His hips rock forwards as he pushes into Sam's body ith a soft sound. ]

I am not going to sit here like a dead fish either, especially when you look so handsome tonight. I would like to place my mouth on every part of you I can reach.

[ He kisses the tip of Sam's nose, then brushes his lips across his mouth, his chin, and along his neck, pausing just to feel against Sam's pulse. His tongue unfurls and drags a slow, long line over the vein. ]

How about we start just like this –as we are? You can take my hat off and touch me underneath.

[ His hands guide Sam's to his hat, showing him where his wings are eagerly twitching under the fabric. ]